Chapter 6 Immortal Judgment
"May I ask the Immortal Chief, what is the difference between the outer gate and the inner door?" Jun Ci humbly asked Qingfeng for advice.
"There are 3,000 outer disciples in my sect, all of whom are sincere to the Tao. In addition to their daily cultivation, they were also responsible for taking care of many other chores such as medicine gardening, medicine collection, alchemy, refining tools, and raising spirit beasts, and exchanged the income from their labor for the pills and cultivation secrets needed for cultivation. Only when the outer disciple cultivates to the foundation building period can he be promoted to the inner core disciple. Qingfeng paused as he spoke, "This is also a last resort, my Void Breaking Sect really can't afford the consumption of more than 3,000 people who need to cultivate wholeheartedly." ”
Junci nodded, feeling that it was only natural to do so.
"And only by becoming an inner disciple or a descendant disciple of our collection can you get a certain amount of spirit stones and pills for free every month, which can free up more time for cultivation and not have to be distracted by miscellaneous matters. The many books in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion can be read at will as long as the disciples reach the corresponding realm. The breeze said slowly.
"May I ask the Immortal Elder, what conditions do I need to meet to become a disciple?" Jun Ci asked after a moment's thought.
"To be our descendant disciple, you must have a great karma with us. For example, Shen Bailu, the daughter of the fourth and fifth junior sisters, is the descendant disciple of the clan, and my eldest disciple Yang Xian, although he is not my blood relative, he has a master-apprentice relationship with me, and these are all cause and effect. And you have no cause or effect with us. Qingfeng pointed to the purple-shirted young man who was taking Junci up the mountain on the side, and did not continue.
Junci was unmoved, and still looked like he was listening attentively and listening to the teachings.
"Aren't you disappointed?" Qingfeng couldn't help but be a little curious when he saw that Junci's face didn't show the slightest disappointment.
"Since the Immortal Elder asked me to choose the inner gate and the outer gate, there must be other options to become a disciple of the inner gate. Jun Ci frowned and said in a subtle way.
"Yes! Qingfeng looked at Junci with his eyes like a god and praised it.
"How can I become an inner disciple, please also ask the immortal chief to show me. Jun Ci was unmoved when he heard the words, and his expression was neither humble nor arrogant.
"I sent the founding patriarch to make a rule that no one who has no causal relationship should not be accepted as a disciple. If there is any violation, it shall be punished as a felony of treason. However, in order to avoid missing some disciples who are sincere and talented, the founder of the mountain has specially set up the following three levels. As long as you can pass the three levels of entry, you can become an inner disciple without dispute. Qingfeng didn't beat around the bush, and told Junci the way to become an inner disciple straightforwardly.
"I don't know if the three levels of entry are tested for the spirituality of the root bone or something?" Jun Ci was a little unsure whether his physique was suitable for cultivating immortals, and his heart was inevitably a little weak.
"Root bone qualifications are all innate to a person, what is a little innate advantage in front of the vast avenue? Xiu Xian asked, to put it bluntly, it is to fight for his life with the sky, which is not tolerated by the avenue. Only people with great perseverance, great wisdom, and great opportunity can have the possibility of changing their lives against the sky, and can be called outstanding and amazing. "The eyes of the breeze and clear as water looked at the void, as if remembering something.
"I don't know how many people have passed this pass?" Jun Ci heard a ripple in his heart, but his expression became more and more calm.
"For 500 years, no one has ever lived. Qingfeng's answer was a little bitter.
"The disciple is willing to give it a try, please ask the immortal chief for permission. Junci was silent for a moment, and pleaded in a firm tone.
It's a big deal to go back to Huaxia and continue to be your own king, and if you die of a hundred years of old age, what is there to be afraid of? The wishful thinking in Junci's heart crackled.
"Okay!Yang Xian, take Junci to the first level and ascend to the Immortal Cliff. Take care of him, don't let him have any accidents. Qingfeng repeatedly confirmed Junci's intentions and instructed Yang Xian.
"Yes, master, please rest assured. Brother, please come with me. Yang Xian nodded to Junci on the side, signaling him to follow him.
Jun Ci saluted the five people present, turned around and resolutely chased in the direction Yang Xian left.
"Senior brother, since you admire him, why bother him? With a qualification and understanding like him, he can be an inner disciple, let alone five hundred years of Tongtian Sanguan, I haven't heard of anyone who can pass since he started, how did he live? Aren't you pushing talents outward? Our Broken Void Sect has already withered talents, isn't it even worse for you to do this?" The scholar sitting next to Qingfeng looked at Junci's figure that had already walked away and said, with a hint of dissatisfaction in his tone. Even the middle-aged couple sitting next to them echoed, only the young man in white shirt stared at Junci's back and said nothing.
"I don't think so, but after the catastrophe of my Broken Void Sect three thousand years ago, the strength of the sect has been greatly reduced, and the elites in the sect have been lost. Even if there is one more talent now, it will not be able to change the fate of the sect's decline. We need a genius, a genius who knows the world and changes his life against the sky, only in this way can we have the slightest chance to change the fate of the Broken Void Sect. If he passes, it will be heaven and I will not die, and I will devote the strength of the whole sect to cultivate him, if he can't pass, so as not to be resentful after he knows the situation of the sect in the future, and his appearance will be separated. Qingfeng shook his head with a wry smile, looking in the direction where Junci had gone, with a strange expression.
The scholar was stunned when he heard this, lowered his head and was silent for a while before he smiled bitterly: "Senior brother teaches you a lesson, but look at how this son has been created." ”
When several core figures in the Void Breaking Sect were discussing their future, Junci had already opened his mind and followed Yang Xian to the bottom of the Ascending Immortal Cliff.
A steep mountain rises above the sky. On the left side of the peak, a steep stone staircase leads to the top.
"Senior brother, isn't this stone step that the Ascending Immortal Cliff refers to?" Jun Ci did not forget to say the words at the same time, and at the same time he was thinking wildly in his mind, fantasizing about the appearance of walking on the stone steps to press Mount Tai on the top.
"Brother Jun joked, how can this stone step deserve the name of the three levels of heaven. Yang Xian listened to Junci's whimsical nonsense, and was a little crying and laughing.
"Then what does this first level of Ascension Immortal Cliff mean?" Junci already had a very bad premonition.
"Isn't it the cliff in front of you?" Looking at Jun Ci's somewhat dazed expression, Yang Xian smiled teasingly.
Junci, who returned to God, looked coldly at the cliff in front of him, which was about 100 feet high and towering into the clouds, and silently remembered in his heart how many footholds the entire cliff had, and the distance between each foothold. Suddenly, Junci's fast-moving brain stopped working with a thud. At a height of forty zhang of the cliff, a horizontal gully nearly two meters wide and as smooth as jade was like a moat, cutting off all hopes for Junci to pass the test.
"Senior brother, what's the matter with the ravine that divides the entire cliff in two?" Jun Ci asked a little frantically.
"This level is the level of perseverance, and those who can pass this level are those with outstanding perseverance. That ravine was left by the ancestor when he set up the pass to refer to the sword, which was called Xianfan Break. "Yang Xian is good-natured and answers all questions.
"I don't think it's perseverance, it's strength. This level has exceeded the physiological limits of ordinary people, and that ravine has cut off everyone's last trace of luck and delusion. Jun Ci was obviously a little indignant at the ancestral master's immortal judgment, and replied angrily.
Yang Xian smiled awkwardly and did not refute.
"Senior brother, come on. I'm ready. "Junci put on the appearance of a mermaid.
"I didn't say I was going to make you angry. Yang Xian was a little surprised by Junci's move.
"If you don't seal the true qi, how can this be called the three levels of heaven?" Jun Ci asked with a smile.
Yang Xian finally experienced what it means to be sharp, so he didn't talk nonsense anymore, and played a magic decision with his right hand. The next moment, Jun Ci felt that his true qi could no longer function.
Looking at Junci, who was starting to do warm-up exercises, Yang Xian's tone carried a hint of concern: "Are you sure?"
"No。。。。。。 But that doesn't stop me from conquering it. Junci, who had done the push-ups, jumped up and clapped his hands, leaving Yang Xian with a thin and lonely back.
Before he could finish speaking, Junci had already run quickly in the direction of the cliff, so fast that it was suspected that if he didn't brake and stop, he would die on the raised cliff. But Junci didn't stop, when there was still a step away from the cliff, Junci kicked his legs fiercely, quickly used inertia to rush to the foothold, and in an instant, he jumped more than two feet.
Jun Ci spit out a mouthful of breath in his chest, looked up at the mountain top that was still far away, sighed unconsciously, and began to move up cautiously like a gecko, with his belly against the cliff.
As the clock ticked by, the sun changed from rising in the east to setting in the west. In the afterglow of the setting sun, Junci climbed more and more slowly, but he still moved upwards steadfastly, sweat had already soaked his clothes and shoes, leaving clear water marks on the steep cliffs, and then being air-dried. Some of the torn clothes were left with patches of white salt stains due to repeated sweating.
Ten zhang, fifteen zhang, twenty zhang, I don't know how long it took, Junci, who had surpassed the limit of physical strength again and again, finally climbed to the ravine.
"I'm so tired, it's like carrying a mountain on my body, and I can't move it anymore. Immortal Break... Junci's consciousness began to blur, and his stiff hands were still firmly grasping the rocks on the cliff, but he fell into a strange state as if he was in shock.